The next morning came early.
Su Qinwei and the other girls woke up bright and early.
Yin Tian heard the sounds of footsteps and also emerged from his meditative practice.
Because of that miraculous Breathing Skill, Yin Tian felt refreshed and indescribably comfortable throughout his body.
Listening to the girls chattering, Yin Tian sat quietly to the side, his face adorned with a gentle smile.
Every morning, seeing that everything was peaceful, he felt an immense satisfaction.
The girls discussed heading to the kitchen to cook; meanwhile, Yin Tian sat on the sofa, quietly lost in thought.
After a while, Yin Tian's cellphone suddenly rang.
He took out his phone and saw that it was Jiang Tao, the father of sisters Jiang Qingwu and Jiang Qingge.
"Hello, uncle, is there something you need?"
"Last night, your master called me."
Jiang Tao said straightforwardly.
"What?"
Yin Tian sat up straight immediately. "What did he say to you?"
